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letra de write this for me - mr. e

[verse 1:mr. e]

as soon as i grab my pencil thoughts fluently stab the desk till/
that paper is bleeding with the same cruelty as me mental/
and the question is if my writtens are moving/
what the h-ll is this literature doing when i influence listeners through it/
its feeding my head, i’m an addict needing my meds/
and nothing can stop me grabbing hold of that needle again/
but yo, i swear its therapeutic and i’m there to share my music/
yo some hard sh-t here, that’s why they’re just scared to use it/
what am i writing this for? these are my vitamins wh0r-!/
what would i need another prescription of vicodin for?/
i’m invincible can’t hurt me like you were fighting with thor/
t-tans or tyson, dyk- you liking to igniting a war?/
when i got 5 mics in the source?/
double xl and my empire is back-striking at yours?/
rebel, but i still don’t know why you are fighting this for/
if i can afford a choice between the light and the dark/
why the f-ck would i be good when writing this art?/

[bridge:mr. e]
its all about my pencil and the instrumental/
rocking here within me in the central of my mental/
x2

[chorus:mr. e]
i don’t expect n0body to like what they see or act nicer to me/
f-ck you! because i write this for me/
and i believe if you can see receiving these beats/
i’m living the dream of a true lyricist mc’ings the key/
x2

[verse 2:mr. e]

now i don’t give a f-ck if you like me or not/
this mic is my shot to step to decipher my thoughts/
spit fire and got you lit(t) up and just when you think you got on my hot trail/
i just down another one them molotov c-cktails/
i’m smoking b-tch give into it my best is what i’m giving you b-tch/
don’t act like you can’t rise with me when i’m giving you hits/
ain’t sinking to you b-tch i’ll drink in your boos(booze)/
come at me if you ever f-cking think that i’ll lose/
its a bar fight! its a total slaughter house!/
on from now you’re my prey running to get to the chopper now/
you’re lame, i want to see you run my course/
snort some punchlines or tour with me cuz who the f-ck else would you front line for?/
or will you fight for more?/
i’m a fighter when i’m writing throwing hooks swinging and i’ll win tonight of course/
i bet you like my form/
b-tch i’m using the phone and when i’m done talking down your throat the mic is yours/

[bridge and chorus:mr. e]

- mr e

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